No words.
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scienceofsellingyourself-short:
Babies make the best accessories.
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The morale of the story is, you can’t please everyone.
I have a bad attitude. I’m moody & I’m not afraid to speak my mind. Basically, I’m a bitch. I know that, you know that. The thing is I am also the biggest sweetheart you will ever meet, IF you deserve it. I don’t bite my tongue & I guess you know, that can be a problem but for the most part, I won’t apologize for who I am. Kittens got claws & that’s all I’m saying.
I have made some bad decisions lately and put a couple people in uncomfortable situations & for that I’m sorry. But I am not @ a good place in my life right now & truthfully I am doing the best I can. I made the choices I thought were best at the time and now I’m dealing with the consequences. I’m sick of being judged for living MY life the best way I can. I can’t change the past so the best I can do is move on & grow from it. It will do me no good to dwell and let’s face it, this is no big loss of mine.
I just have/had some really shitty people in my life & the more I can weed out, the happier I will be. I can’t keep blaming myself for every bad thing. I know I’m not an angel & I own up to my faults but there’s just some things I will not back down on.
That being said, I just haven’t been a good person lately. At least not to my standards. I’ve lost my head a few times & I’m trying so hard to keep myself together. I know not everyone understands this, not everyone feels as much as me or over analyzes like I do. But I’m tortured daily. I’ve had more breakdowns recently than i’d care to admit but I just feel so misunderstood sometimes, falling apart is all I can do.
My life could be so much worse, it really could. So I’m never playing the “feel bad for me” card. I know I have it good when it comes to family mine is dysfunctional and crazy just like everyone else’s. There are sick people in it, crazy people, whatever. I’m no different than you. My boyfriend is a damn prince. I have my degree. I have the same best friends I’ve had since 5th grade + some. All of the above mentioned people love me dearly.
What is breaking me down is sometimes none of that matters. Sometimes I feel so lost I don’t even know who I am. I’m crawling out of my skin. I don’t like who I’ve become or what I’m doing. I don’t know how to fix or change any of this. I don’t know how to be happy.
I’m the bad guy.
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cute
I just died
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